Psychosis

It’s been a tough week, and although I started this blog with all the best intentions, I have just not had time to post on it. Of course that‘s a lie, a post should take 20 minutes out of my day, but recently I have been spending my days pulling my hair out and skirting the borders of psychosis. The moments I don’t spend clicking aggressively on a hostile computer-ma-bob, I spend pacing up and down the corridor outside of the room that contains the hostile computer-ma-bobs, repeating briefs and useless conclusions under my breath, contemplating the horrifying possibility of becoming the newest looser in the Vis Com race.

I have my second PAL session as a responsible second year on Monday, and they’re going to expect me to show this pathetic excuse for an account of my life. I guess they’re going to be feeling smug when they realise the poor competition they have in this second year at least. Good on them, I guess.